A single divination predicts life and death; the entire internet begs me to start a live stream.

Bai Yunhe knelt on the ground.

Black fire slowly rose from his throat.

His face no longer resembled a human's.

The skin is grayish.

The lips are black.

His right arm was charred into a piece of dead wood.

But he is still alive.

Because of Chen Bufan's life-saving money, his last breath was suppressed.

"explain."

Chen Bufan looked down at him.

Where is Chen Laojiu?

Bai Yunhe trembled all over.

I said…

I said…

"But you have to save me first..."

Chen Bufan's eyes were icy cold.

"You have no right to negotiate terms."

Bai Yunhe's lips trembled violently.

He saw the murderous intent in Chen Bufan's eyes.

They also saw the disgust in the eyes of all the Xuanmen members in the hall.

Just now, he was the vice president of the Xuanmen Association.

This is to inquire about the person in charge of the Xuan Hall.

He is seen as a senior by many people.

But now, he is merely a discarded pawn thrown out by the change of fate.

They said they might live a little longer.

If you don't speak, you'll die immediately.

Bai Yunhe finally collapsed.

"I'll say it!"

"Chen Laojiu is at Qing Shi Temple!"

Chen Bufan's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Qingshi Temple?"

Zhang Shouyuan's expression also changed.

"Qingshi Temple..."

Lin Wanqing immediately looked at him.

"What place is that?"

Zhang Shouyuan said in a deep voice:

"An abandoned Taoist temple under the name of the Xuanmen Association."

"On the back mountain of Yunding Mountain."

"It's been abandoned for over a decade."

"Nominally abandoned, but in reality..."

He glanced at Bai Yunhe.

"Over the years, it has been used privately by a group of people in the association."

Lin Wanqing immediately said to the detective beside her:

"Record."

The criminal police's equipment was still intermittent, so they could only write quickly by hand.

Lin Wanqing continued to ask Bai Yunhe:

Is Chen Laojiu still alive?

Bai Yunhe was panting heavily.

"Alive..."

"At least he was still alive when I sent him there."

Chen Bufan grabbed his collar.

"When?"

"last night……"

"Around midnight last night..."

"After Zhang Shouyuan led the people out of the ancestral home, our people took over halfway."

Zhang Shouyuan's face suddenly darkened.

"You're following me?"

Bai Yunhe grinned, but his smile looked more like a grimace.

"Old Zhang."

"You really think you can escape the association's eyes?"

"We knew as soon as Chen Laojiu contacted you."

"He wants to hand the list over to Chen Bufan."

"Someone will not allow it."

Chen Bufan tightened his grip.

"Who's forbidding it?"

Fear was evident in Bai Yunhe's eyes.

He wanted to say something.

But the black fire in his throat suddenly jerked.

"ah--"

The white crane screamed in agony.

Chen Bufan ordered the money to suppress the fire that was meant to silence him.

"explain!"

Black blood gushed from the white crane's mouth.

"Chen... Chen Daoyuan..."

The moment those three words were uttered, everyone in the Wenxuan Hall held their breath.

Chen Bufan's voice was icy cold:

Where is he?

Bai Yunhe shook his head.

"have no idea."

"I really don't know where his real body is."

"He never appears in his real form."

"What we saw was merely an incarnation of the Destiny Symbol."

Sometimes it's just a dark shadow.

"Sometimes it's a talisman."

"sometimes……"

Bai Yunhe looked up at Chen Bufan, a deep fear in his eyes.

Sometimes, it's someone else.

Lin Wanqing frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Bai Yunhe's voice was hoarse:

"He can possess a talisman."

"To speak through someone else's mouth and see through someone else's eyes for a short period of time."

You never know which person next to you might become him in the next moment.

These words sent chills down the spines of many people in the Hall of Mystery.

Chen Bufan was not intimidated.

He simply asked:

"What have you done to change your destiny?"

Bai Yunhe's face turned pale.

"I……"

Chen Bufan pushed the "Record of Destiny" forward.

"I can review it myself."

"But it will hurt more for you."

Bai Yunhe's pupils suddenly contracted.

He had just witnessed Yan Shouyi and those fake masters being punished by their own judgment.

He dared not gamble.

"I'll say it!"

"I did three things for them."

Lin Wanqing immediately whispered:

Explain each point clearly, one by one.

Bai Yunhe was panting heavily.

"The first thing."

"I helped select some of the donors for the Changsheng Health and Wellness Hospital."

A suppressed gasp rippled through the hall.

Lin Wanqing's expression suddenly turned cold.

"You help them choose the people?"

Bai Yunhe lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

Not everyone.

"Only a part."

"Gu Huai'an needs someone who understands destiny."

"Ordinary doctors can only look at medical records, age, and physical condition."

"One should not only consider the physical condition of a person who is destined for longevity."

"It also depends on fate."

"Some people are in poor health, but they haven't reached the end of their lifespan."

"Some people have cleansed fire in their destiny, making them suitable for a longevity transformation."

"Some people have no relatives or friends, and when they die, no one will come to mourn them."

"And there are some children..."

His voice trailed off as he finished speaking.

Chen Bufan's eyes were already as cold as ice.

"continue."

Bai Yunhe swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva.

"Some children have a weak destiny and pure Yang fire."

"Most suitable for extending the lifespan of high-net-worth clients."

"I just help them read their birth charts."

"I'm not the one who's really arresting, imprisoning, and shortening people's lives..."

boom!

Lin Wanqing kicked him in the shoulder.

Bai Yunhe fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

"Not you?"

Lin Wanqing's eyes were cold and sharp.

"Without you selecting the people, would those people have been sent to the third basement level?"

Bai Yunhe was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

Chen Bufan did not stop him.

He only said coldly:

"The second item."

Bai Yunhe got up, trembling all over.

"The second item."

"The black-patterned magic artifact that Xuan Qingzi possessed was given to him by me."

Zhang Shouyuan angrily said:

"Did you also give him the Seven Killings Wealth-Stealing Formation of Xuanqingzi?"

Bai Yunhe shook his head.

Not entirely.

"Xuan Qingzi has long since pledged allegiance to the Fate-Changing Sect."

"But he wasn't experienced enough, and he couldn't handle many situations on his own."

"I gave him three black-patterned magical artifacts."

"A bronze seal to ward off evil spirits."

"A jade pendant for locking in wealth."

"There's also a Black Fate Compass."

Chen Bufan's eyes darkened slightly.

The Qin Family's Seven Killings Wealth-Stealing Formation.

Xuan Qingzi was able to withstand the remote interference for so long because he had a magical artifact given to him by Bai Yunhe.

Bai Yunhe continued:

"The 'suppressing evil' copper seal was used in the Qin family company."

"The jade pendant that locks in wealth was later taken away by Qin Yuanshan."

"The Black Life Compass..."

He glanced at Chen Bufan.

"Used to find people who can be robbed."

Chen Bufan's voice was cold:

"You treat human lives as a business and disasters as commodities."

Bai Yunhe lowered his head and remained silent.

Lin Wanqing asked coldly:

"Where are these ritual implements now?"

"The suppressing bronze seal should be among the evidence seized by the police from the Qin family company."

"The jade pendant that locks in wealth may be at Qin Yuanshan's residence."

"The Black Life Compass..."

Bai Yunhe's voice was weak.

"After Xuan Qingzi died, he disappeared."

Chen Bufan said:

"Who took it?"

Bai Yunhe shook his head.

"have no idea."

"They might be the ones clearing out the gates of fate."

Chen Bufan looked at him.

"The third thing."

Bai Yunhe's body visibly trembled.

He knew that the third thing was what Chen Bufan really wanted to hear.

"The third item..."

"I was involved in Chen Laojiu's disappearance."

Chen Bufan's gaze suddenly turned cold.

The temperature inside the Wenxuan Hall seemed to drop instantly.

How can I participate?

Bai Yunhe dared not raise his head.

"Chen Laojiu has been under surveillance for years."

"But he kept it well hidden."

"He's not going into the city."

"I don't need a cell phone."

"No outsiders allowed."

"I only occasionally return to the Chen family ancestral home to offer incense."

"We just haven't been able to find an opportunity."

"Until this time..."

Bai Yunhe looked at Zhang Shouyuan.

"He contacted Zhang Shouyuan."

Zhang Shouyuan's face turned ashen.

"So you deliberately had me take him out of the ancestral home?"

Bai Yunhe whispered:

"It wasn't me."

"It's Chen Daoyuan."

He said that if Chen Laojiu continued to hide in the ancestral home, the Chen family's security would be difficult to enforce.

"But he can take it with him as long as he leaves the ancestral home."

Chen Bufan asked:

Why did he insist on taking Chen Laojiu away?

Bai Yunhe's forehead was sweating.

"Because Chen Laojiu knows a secret."

"What secret?"

Bai Yunhe's lips trembled.

Who did your father see before he died?

Chen Bufan's pupils suddenly contracted.

Lu Changsheng also said this.

—Your father didn't die at my hands back then.

—Before he died, he saw the person you trusted most.

Chen Bufan grabbed Bai Yunhe by the collar.

"Who is it?"

Bai Yunhe shook his head in anguish.

"I have no idea!"

"I really don't know!"

"Only Chen Laojiu, Chen Daoyuan, Lu Changsheng, and a few other people from back then knew about this."

"Old Chen wants to tell you the truth."

"So he has to be taken away."

Lin Wanqing asked:

How many people are there at Qing Shi Temple now?

Bai Yunhe was panting:

"I don't know."

"Probably not many."

"But there's a life-binding array there."

"Chen Laojiu was imprisoned there, not just as a hostage."

Chen Bufan said coldly:

"What is that for?"

Bai Yunhe looked at him, fear surfacing in his eyes.

"I'll take you there."

"Qingshi Temple is a scheme left behind by Chen Daoyuan."

"He knew you would definitely go to save Chen Laojiu."

"There……"

As he said this, the black fire in his throat suddenly surged.

Bai Yunhe's face suddenly contorted.

"No!"

"Don't kill me!"

"I haven't finished speaking!"

Chen Bufan immediately pressed the life-saving money between his eyebrows.

This time, however, the black fire didn't come out of his throat.

Instead, it was burned out from the lifeline of the white crane.

His skin began to dry out at a visible rate.

Back of hand.

neck.

cheek.

Like the water and flesh in the body being instantly sucked away by something.

Lin Wanqing's expression changed drastically.

"What happened?"

Zhang Shouyuan exclaimed in disbelief:

"Kill them all!"

Bai Yunhe frantically grabbed Chen Bufan's sleeve.

"Help me!"

"Chen Bufan, save me!"

"Qingshi Temple is located behind Yunding Mountain..."

"The back mountain..."

"At the end of the old incense path..."

"well……"

"Below the well..."

As he said this, his eyes suddenly bulged out.

His body quickly withered and shrank.

He went from a thin old man to a skeleton covered in skin.

His mouth was still open.

A final, broken sound escaped from his throat:

"Don't... go down the well..."

The conversation ended.

Bai Yunhe's hand slipped from Chen Bufan's sleeve.

He collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Shriveled.

gray.

Like a dried-up corpse that has been left out for decades.

Inside the Hall of Questioning Mystery, everyone's face was deathly pale.

Chen Bufan slowly stood up.

His eyes were so cold they were devoid of any warmth.

"Qingshi Temple"

"The end of the old incense path."

"Below the well."

He picked up the money.

He turned and walked out of the hall.

Lin Wanqing immediately followed.

"Shall we go now?"

Chen Bufan's voice was deep:

"Go now."

"Old Uncle Jiu won't live to see dawn."